The Bull

Everyday is something else

Even though I'm riding the same old bull

Entertaining life's rodeo

As I play the part of the clown

People are amused but I don't see anything funny

I fall off to get back up and ride some more

Busting my testicles again and again

I gets no applause just crooked grins

Laughter and dirty jokes

Their enjoyment is at my expense

I'm ready to stop riding the bull now

Even the bull needs to rest